Ok well even though I only got one review that excited me so I decided to go through with the story. Part way through writing this I got another one which excited me even more!! I probably would have done this anyway, but my one review made me pretty happy!! HINT HINT for more reviews haha - Dani

Okay the story can start now!!

BELLA

I listened as the footsteps got louder and louder until a shadow lingered in the doorway.

"Mum, are you in there?" I cringed as Nessie's quiet whisper reached my ears. I hated that she had to find me huddled up in the corner, so there I remained until she quietly crept to my side. Her face looked horrified when she found me.

"Oh mum, you're a mess, can't you ju--"

"No, Ness I'm fine, I'll be okay." I knew what she was going to say so I quickly cut her off.

"Mum, please just listen to me!" I hated it when she pleaded me, but what could I do?

"Nessie darling I'm alright I-" it was her turn to cut me off.

"Don't say you're okay when you're obviously not, you don't have to lie to me mum, and Dad's a total monster!" Her face screwed up at the

"Honey your father's not a monster. You're too young to understand," I tried to shake her off, but she wouldn't budge on the subject.

"I'm too young to understand what exactly? That it's ok to hit someone you're supposed to love? That violence is the symbol of real love?" She said, her lips trembling. "Mum, I'm not a baby anymore"

"No, of course not! This isn't your problem. I'm handling things." Her reply definitely shocked me; she couldn't really be thinking those things could she.

"This is how you handle things, you huddle up in the corner and wait for him come home so you can feel better that he came back to you." I could see she was fighting back tears; Nessie hated showing how sad she was and rarely cried so this time was really different.

"That's not fair Nessie" I hung my head in shame.

"No Mum, do you want to know what's really not fair. Not having a happy family isn't fair! Not being able to have friends over because Dad's a psycho isn't fair! Having to see my mother like this isn't fair! The fact that my father makes you like that isn't fair! You have to stand up for yourself and tell the others" The tears now streamed down her pale face.

"I, We can't say anything, baby you know that" I pleaded with her, she should know by now what he would do if the rest of the family found out. "It would hurt them all. This won't last forever, and when it ends everything will be just fine."

"Why can't you just think about yourself? Worry about yourself, please mum. How do you know that he will stop? You can never be sure of that. How much longer could you take of this? I don't know about you but I don't think I can take this much longer." Her eyes burned in my mind as I watched her breakdown right in front of me. My little girl should not be going through this.

"Ness, just cut it out, it's not like he really hurts me,"

"But he really is hurting you, I know there are no cuts or bruises but you can't tell me you feel no pain that the man who is supposed to love and care for you, the man I call my dad, your once loving husband treats you like he does." She was begging for me to see reason. "Mum please I'm on your side. I'm trying to look out for you"

"I don't need you to look out for me. I'm sorry Ness, I know but, I'm can't deal with this right now." I just snapped at her and the words came out blunt and cold.

Her face fell, the tears streamed down her face, and she turned and ran out of the house.

I hated disappointing her but I knew the others cannot be told, I could never bring myself to confront him about I how I feel, so even though Nessie is forever telling me and it is always easier said than done. She does not understand how on top of the world I feel when he wraps his arms around me. She does not know how much he truly cares for me, I know he loves me he just has a different way of showing it.

Nessie

Sometimes I wonder why I bother with her. She never listens to me. Dad never listens to me either. That's almost a lie, most of the time he is grumpy and doesn't listen to me, but then when he turns into happy dad, he listens to my mind intently until he finds something I want. It's really sad that he practically has to bribe me into forgiving and loving him again.

This time I had to stay strong though. Maybe if I was strong enough to block him out then Mum could do the same. So I have to stay strong for the both of us. It breaks my heart every time he starts yelling at her. I cannot stand it so like a coward I just run away, into the forest as fast as I can. Hoping that one day I can just leave everything behind me. I feel ashamed when I reach the house to find my mum curled up into a ball. I always want to help her, I want to be able to run into the room and tell Dad to stop yelling and put her down. His moods are tipped off by anything; just one tiny mistake is enough to set him off.

The first time he started to yell and hit Mum was after he almost bit a little girl in the forest. He was hunting and ran into this little girl, who had gotten separated from her family and was subsequently lost. She smelt really good to him and he was trying not to breath but when he was helping her find her family she tripped and got a big deep gash on her leg. He gasped and accidentally inhaled her sweet scent.

We all ran towards him as we could smell he blood, Uncle Emmett, Aunty Rosie, Aunty Alice, Grandpa Carlisle, Nana Esme and Mum all had to restrain him and Uncle Jasper. It was too late though, he had attacked her and the girl had been bitten, she was screaming about burning. We all turned away as Grandpa Carlisle put the little girl out of her misery. I was so scared I began to cry and ran to Mum to carry me back to our cottage. That's when he got mad, I wouldn't let him come near me, and Mum kept trying comfort us both at the same time. She kept telling him not to beat himself up about it, and that it wasn't his fault he was just trying to help her. I know he meant well but I couldn't bear being in the same room as him. All the rejection from me and the overwhelming condolences from my mother must have pushed him over the edge. He just yelled at her but quite enough so the others in the big house wouldn't hear. He told me to go to my room and that's where I stayed. Too afraid to move I just hid under my bed and played my mp3 so loud my ears throbbed in pain, trying to ignore what was really going on.

Once I tried to stop him but my Mum pulled me back before I could say anything. He could hear me thinking that I would tell, and he just threw the chair across the room. He threatened Mum and he had this menacing look in his eyes. The way his face looked at me made me think he really would hurt her. I apologised quickly before sprinting out of the house.

My face was wet with the streaming tears I had cried. I hated thinking about all this, it always made me cry. Another thing I hate, crying. Urgh just when I thought I showed enough ways of how weak and pathetic I am. Nobody around me cries, nobody else is half and half. I have a great description don't I. Renesmee Carlie Cullen, size of a fifteen year old, age actually 5 years. A psycho vampire for a Dad and a door mat vampire mother. My best friend Jacob is a werewolf, my grandpa Charlie is a human and my Nana Esme is a vampire. I am so messed up, I live in a world of vampires, werewolves, humans, and I don't fit anywhere.

It was getting late so I got up and ran back to the house, nobody was there, Mum had probably gone back to the main house and pretend that everything was normal. That was her way of dealing with things, to just pretend that nothing had happened and go back to putting on the perfect family portrait show we had going on. I had my own ways of handling things.

I raced up to my bathroom and locked the door. I know that nobody was home, but I didn't want to risk anyone walking in on. This was my special secret, I suppose in a way this was my own private little world, where no-one fought and everyone got along. I perked up immediately as I picked up my tampon packet, the holder of the key to my secret world. A smile flashed onto my face, but as always it still made me nauseous as I pulled out a shiny sliver of silver.

Good or crap, review so I know!! oh yeah to those who've read this before and you're all like we already read this well I just changed it to Nessie being 15 and its been 5 years since she was born. Not a major change I probably should've just made a note on the next chapter which I'm in the process of finishing but meh ohwell!!

-Dani xo.